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Travel is good for the soul, I hear.

But why?

When I was only twelve I was bestowed by the good grace of my sire an education in a delightful city thousands of miles from home. Dare I have a pleasant outing, you ask? The majesty of the finest library in the world seldom shielded me from the opposite of being in heaven; nursing frostbitten fingers and sleeping alone in the dark.

No, travel is the most dreadful punishment. For the fiercest soul is made to pine for the comforts of home. Where one is free to laugh and stroll amongst friends.

… I miss mine dearly.

Forgive me for occupying your valuable time with my musing but I must ask:

Do any of you pine for your world left behind? Is home something you miss?

[Do you feel homesick, Avalon?]

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It would not surprise me. His beast wears the proverbial trousers in their relationship, I must admit.

Oh man, I've met guys like that. It's any wonder how they manage to live as long as they do, right?

Maybe all of those horse kicks make you impervious to any real damage.

I have known him since he was a boy. The damage was wrought years before he met his best friend.

Wow, you've known him that long?

Are you guys close?

We have a small amount of familiarity.

And many a year's frustration, I suppose.

[That is... putting it mildly.]

...That sounds like a really complicated way of saying 'yes.'

Perhaps.

I hardly believe our bond is as close as his relationship with his horse, anyway.

Okay...

You know, you kinda sound jealous.

Hm? I suggest silence on matters you are not party to, friend.

It would be tragic to have the wrong opinion.

[TOUCHY.]

[Sorry, Jasper. He's laughing.]

But don't they say you can't have comedy without tragedy?

[Well SOMEONE is getting left on read for hours.]

Hardly. It would be only you.

[WOW R U D E]

Are you saying I'm funny or tragic?

Neither. You strike me as tame.

[Boring. He's calling him boring.]

Excuse you, Jasper, I'm as untamed as they come.

I'm practically a force of nature.

Indeed, much like a fire that never becomes more than a spark.

Still, one can dream.

What?! Are you doubting my fire??

Because I'll show you fire, buddy!

And set yourself aflame doing so, I suppose.

Pft what blacksmith hasn't done that at least twice.

Not yourself, I'd wager.

[Does a rude mouth translate to text? Yes.]]

Are you kidding? I've done it five times.

A fact I hardly find surprising.

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